I got dumped at the restaurant, and liked it!

Alright, I’ll admit it, for at least 32 minutes I did not like it at all! Amy and I had talked on our cell phones and decided to eat at our favorite local restaurant, Jaspers. It’s an unbelievably incredible restaurant, as you can tell by the decor in the picture above. I was actually seated at the tables you can see on the left of the picture.

I waited 30 minutes for Amy to arrive. Thirty minutes of embarrassing looks and a sweet waiter who would gently ask me every 10 minutes if I wanted to go ahead and order something, just in case my imaginary wife wasn’t going to show this afternoon. Thirty minutes of trying to get Amy on her cell phone, which traveling through the gates of Hell would be easier than reaching my wife on her cell phone Thirty minutes of obsessing on where Amy might be, or not be, or in a crash, or with some Latin lover.

To say the least, I was upset, frustrated, and a tad on the furious side. After 30 minutes I decided to get up and leave to identify my wife in the local morgue, because surely she wouldn’t just ditch me at a restaurant. Then the call came, my cell phone rang and I could see her caller ID on my screen. I answered the phone and asked her simply, “Where are you?” Which she replied, “I’m so sorry.” Which I replied, “That isn’t what I asked! Whereeeeee arrrrrrrrrrrrre youuuuuuuuuuuuuu?!” Which she replied, “I’m just leaving the house.”

To say the least, that was very confusing. I thought she had been in her car driving to meet me at Jaspers, and come to find out she went home and decided to shower before coming to Jaspers! A slight miscommunication on our part. However, Amy was very apologetic, which only helped her case, and so I decided that I needed to hang up and cool off before we could figure out somewhere else to eat.

Then it hit me, what an opportunity to love my wife no matter what happens. I called her back on the cell phone and said (I swear this is what I said), “You know what, if Christ could die for me on a cross, this is not a big deal. Let’s meet at TGIF.” It’s cool how Christ’s example can impact our lives when we take the time to think about it.

By the way, we had a lovely lunch, and my attitude with my wife got me out of trouble over something I forgot to do for her. What goes around comes around

Peace,
Michael

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